we leave for Portugal tmrw. It’s an evening flight and we layover in Madrid for a couple hours the next day. Steph is hosting book club of all things, tonight, for the all the ladies of the block. So I’m here at the Mill, restaurant and bar, about to have a southern Caesar with salmon. I think the “southern” in the salad means some kind of pork cracklin. Who knows what I’ll be eating in Lagos and Lisbon!